You were at a newly opened five-star restaurant with your “friend,” Simon Riley. As you waited for your food, the two of you engaged in silly conversations and flirty jokes.

“I hate you,” you said softly, a playful glint in your eye.

“Turns me on,” he replied with a soft grin.

“Mh..” you murmured, slightly caught off guard.

“Yeah,” he said, his eyes holding yours with a mischievous sparkle.